Chapter 609 - 598: Nie Feng

Ding Ling bid farewell to Nie Renwang and Marshal Duann.

He carried the Snow-Drinking Saber and the Xuanyuan Sword.

As he walked, the Soaring in the Void technique activated automatically, and with the sound of the wind, he swiftly covered hundreds of meters like a breeze.

He had obtained a complete map of the entire Lingyun Cave.

The map came from Nie Renwang and Marshal Duann.

They had stayed here for so long.

They were as familiar with Lingyun Cave as with their own backyard, knowing where the opportunities lay.

Naturally, Ding Ling also knew the location of the Blood Bodhi.

As for the Ten Strong Martial Dao?

The two really didn’t know that the Lingyun Cave contained the Ten Strong Martial Dao. It was evident that the Ten Strong Martial Dao was hidden very secretively, as they hadn’t discovered it despite being here for so long!

This shows just how strong Nie Feng’s qi fortune as the son of a plane truly is!

It was precisely because he had a son.

Nie Renwang was very warm towards Ding Ling, hoping that Ding Ling could help Nie Feng rid his bloodline of evil and demon nature!

Ding Ling accepted their benefits.

Moreover, he greatly admired people like Nie Renwang and Marshal Duann, who sacrificed personal interests for the greater good, and since the location of the Dragon Vein also needed the two to guard it, he naturally agreed to help.

As for when to resolve this matter?

Naturally, it’s when he met Nie Feng again.

Swoosh swoosh!

Ding Ling moved at a fast pace.

Following the map step by step.

He twisted and turned.

Walking an unknown distance, he finally arrived at his destination.

"It’s just ahead."

Ding Ling glanced at the map, confirmed it was correct, and looked ahead.

Sure enough.

Ahead was a dead end.

At the end, a flickering dark red light was glowing intermittently.

Ding Ling quickened his pace and walked over.

He saw a person constantly putting small reddish fruits into a bag.

The fruit was small, about the size of a thumb, but it exuded astonishing spiritual vitality, and the outpouring primordial spirit even caused slight disturbances in the Void World where it resided.

As this person ate and packed, it seemed he would soon finish picking all of them, but with a quick thrust, Ding Ling accelerated beside him, waved his hand, and with a crackling sound!

The remaining fruits were all caught by Ding Ling as if swept up like fallen leaves in autumn.

Just now.

He used the Dragon Capturing Skill, Crane Controlling Art, and Swallow Gathering Skill, three long-range grasping techniques, with a tenfold amplification of a Grandmaster’s skill and speed, to easily pick these fruits.

"Who?!"

The person filling the bag with fruits was a young man appearing around twenty years old. Seeing the fruits suddenly disappear, he was shocked and quickly turned his head to see Ding Ling, instinctively stepping back two paces with a vigilant look, saying:

"Who are you?"

"And who are you?"

Ding Ling saw this man, towering at eight feet, with a handsome appearance giving a friendly gentleman-like feeling, and noticed he bore a resemblance to Nie Renwang, sparking a thought in his mind:

"Are you Nie Feng?"

"Huh."

The man was even more surprised:

"I don’t think I’ve seen you before, how do you know my name?"

But quickly, he realized:

"I know, did you see me when I was fighting for the World Association? Unfortunately, I do not recognize you."

He thought of Ding Ling’s technique and speed just now, feeling moved and giving him a sidelong glance:

"Judging by your age, you and I are similar. Which school or sect do you belong to, and how can you have such impressive skills?"

"So, it really is you."

Ding Ling was somewhat surprised.

Nie Feng, the son of qi fortune.

To meet him now.

The previous No-Crying Death God, Bu Jingyun, was wildly arrogant and reached the sky, although later matured to be responsible, clearly, Bu Jingyun was still immature at this time.

In comparison, Nie Feng was a gentle and sincere gentleman from a young age, treating people sincerely and kindheartedly.

Ding Ling admired people like Nie Feng more.

Thus, after confirming it was Nie Feng, he directly took out the Snow-Drinking Saber and said:

"Recognize this blade?"

"This is..."

Nie Feng found the knife very familiar but couldn’t quite be sure.

Ding Ling spoke directly:

"Your father’s Snow-Drinking Saber."

"My father."

Nie Feng was elated, rushing towards Ding Ling, eyes full of eagerness and expectation, looking at Ding Ling:

"You’ve seen my father."

His lips were trembling, showing the waves of emotions in his heart.

"Indeed."

Ding Ling understood Marshal Duann and Nie Renwang’s good intentions, knowing they didn’t want the Dragon Vein secret to leak out.

After all, the fewer people who knew about this, the better.

Besides, they hid deep within Lingyun Cave and couldn’t communicate with the outside world for long periods, naturally hoping that Nie Feng and Duann Lang would grow up naturally.

However, Ding Ling felt that even if Nie Feng knew about Nie Renwang’s existence, it would be fine, as Nie Feng was very upright and righteous. Knowing what his father was doing, he would certainly be proud and cooperate with him.

"Where is my father?"

Originally, due to Mingyue’s death and Kong Ci’s sorrow, Nie Feng was deeply pained, drowning his sorrows in alcohol until he learned from the Alien that there were people in the world capable of reviving the dead. He reawakened and, after much ado, arrived at Lingyun Cave, inadvertently discovering his ancestral Proud Cold Six Formulas and the Blood Bodhi.

His power greatly increased!

Realizing the extraordinary nature of the Blood Bodhi, he took out a bag to gather them all, not wanting such treasures to fall into evil hands, given the mix of good and bad in Lingyun Cave.

Unexpectedly, a young man who knew his father appeared!

’You want to see your father, fine. Let me finish my business, and I’ll take you there.’

Ding Ling looked at the Blood Bodhi in his hand.

About thirteen left.

The rest had been picked by Nie Feng.

Nie Feng, looking slightly embarrassed, raised the bag in his hand and said:

"If you can take me to my father, this bag of Blood Bodhi is yours."

"Alright."

Ding Ling didn’t hesitate, directly swallowing one Blood Bodhi.

Once it reached his stomach.

Ding Ling sensed the peculiar medicinal strength and realized:

This Blood Bodhi could increase about twenty years of pure Inner Strength per fruit.

Truly remarkable!

Equivalent to creating a peak second-class martial artist with just one fruit!

Moreover, with extremely pure power.

However, Ding Ling didn’t use it to increase his Inner Power Value.

Instead, he used it to supplement the spiritual vitality and primordial qi needed for Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill and War God Technique.

The energy required for these two Divine Skills was vast.

And the primordial spirit in each Blood Bodhi surpassed even five or six hundred-year Great Medicine, with formidable power!

Perfectly suited for these two Divine Skills.

The previous enhancement of the War God Technique.

And the enhancement of Proud Cold Six Formulas, among others.

Had left Ding Ling feeling incredibly hungry.

After consuming three to five Blood Bodhi.

This hunger was immediately relieved.

Seven were consumed.

The hunger disappeared entirely, and his physical qualities began to increase again.

[Strength +0.3]

[Constitution +0.3]

[Defense +0.3]

Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill once again entered a rapid growth phase.